Oluwa (Many Rains Ago) - Quincy Jones

They said your cheating heart will make me cry, and like a fool I gave it a try I should've listened when they told me so, many, many tears ago But I could not believe the things they said because my heart overruled my head I should've listened when they told me so, many, many tears ago I laughed out loud when they told me that you had someone else But your cheating heart has shown me that I was foolin' myself I know it's too late for a brand-new start, for I have cried you out of my heart I should've listened when they told me so, many, many tears ago I laughed out loud when they told me that you had someone else But your cheating heart has shown me that I was fooling myself I know it's too late for a brand-new start, for I have cried you out of my heart I should've listened when they told me so I should've listened when they told me so, many, many tears ago

(Uh yeah) Ajigi boy boy boy Mmm With the 3 oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uyi, uyi Omo, first when I wake up in the morning Emi a ma sope The matter long, story mi mo lo ti kpe Rest no dey worry Oluwa lo sobe Oti ja fun mi Jigi jigi ma se jeje Omo daddy me I no fit explain Make me feel some type of way ah! This kind thing man no fit explain Never felt this type of way Oya make you see as blessings dey pamper me o Goodness of God dey follow me o Angels of God dey cover me All the days of my life Oya sope As blessings dey pamper me (pamper me o) Goodness of God dey follow me (follow me) Angels of God dey cover me (cover me o) All the days of my life oh (Uh yeah) He never fail (Oluwa ti o mu ileri se) (Uh yeah) Oh God no dey fail, he no dey lie Oh no no no (Uh yeah) Ehe (Oluwa ti o mu ileri se) Uh yeah, uh yeah Omo, I look at myself Shey you know say any man without Jesus Christ Na book without shelf Omo No matter what I face, no matter what I see o This only thing I know (ehe) God never fail no, he no be lair He no be Pinocchio (no way) Omo I look in the Bible o E no get any time God no save him people from trouble oo Oh-oh-oh-oh yeah o Oya sope As blessings dey pamper me (dey pamper me o) Goodness of God dey follow me (follow me) Angels of God dey cover me (cover me o) All the days of my life Oya make you see as blessings dey pamper me Goodness of God dey follow me Angels of God dey cover me All the days of my life oh yo, oh (Uh yeah) yo, oh yo, oh yooo (Oluwa ti o mu ileri se) (Uh yeah) yeah (Uh yeah) E no dey fail at all (Oluwa ti o mu ileri se) e no dey fail no-no (Uh yeah) No-no No-no, no-no No-no, no-no No-no, no-no No-no, no-no No-no, no-no

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)